You have no idea how long I've been wanting to post this: I finished all my exams, returned all my books to the library, picked up my major art practicals and am now in the process of organizing my course materials into a huge heap so it can be set on fire in blaze of GLORY!!! Thorugh the emotional txt tennis I've been having with my friends, I have finally come to realize that in leaving school I have nothing and everything. And these two things, lovers, are the constituents of freedom. Boii, it's a bittersweet symphony this life...

this is the best thing i have seen. ever.

A couple of things:
1) there is a new criminal minds- wtf?!!
2) i understood this, is that sad?
3) my laptop is broken waaaah.

My pen pal wrote that a private school near her place was having a prom and it got cancelled because there were people taking dumps in the hallway... OMG, to have my formal be this outrageous. Okay, but in all seriousness, I just had to share this- how does anyone get away with pooping in the hallway, let alone a public toilet ewww?!! If anything, I really hope that formal night will turn out being exactly like Laney Boggs' prom- Usher, inexplicable choreographed dancing to Fatboy Slim and all.

On February 7, 1910 the Prince of Abyssinia and his entourage were received with full ceremonial pomp on the deck of the H.M.S. Dreadnought, the British Navy's most powerful battleship. Although the Commander-in-Chief of the Dreadnought had only received a last-minute warning of the Prince's arrival, he had the sailors standing at attention when the Prince arrived. The Abyssinian party acknowledged the greeting with bows as they shuffled onto the ship, dressed in their long, flowing robes, and for the next forty minutes the Commander gave them a guided tour of the vessel. The Abyssinians paused at each new marvel while murmuring the appreciative phrase "Bunga, Bunga!" in their native tongue. Finally the royal visitors departed as "God Save the King!" played in the background.


The next day the Navy was mortified to learn that the party they had escorted around the warship had not been Abyssinian dignitaries at all. Instead it had been a group of young, upper class pranksters who had blackened their faces, donned elaborate theatrical costumes, and then forged an official telegram in order to gain access to the ship. Their ringleader was a man named Horace de Vere Cole, but the entourage also included a young woman called Virginia Stephen who would later be better known as the writer Virginia Woolf...

via Hungry Beast

The Green house effect is just a theory sucker
Yeah so is gravity float away mutherf**cker

...ABC, you just made my day again.

P.S. has blogger been a bit moody lately, or what?

“In my opinion Tina Fey completely ruined SNL. The only reason she’s celebrated is because she’s a woman and an outspoken liberal. She has not a single funny bone in her body.”


Dear jerkstore,


Huzzah for the Truth Teller! Women in this country have been over-celebrated for too long. Just last night there was a story on my local news about a “missing girl,” and they must have dedicated seven or eight minutes to “where she was last seen” and “how she might have been abducted by a close family friend,” and I thought, “What is this, the News for Chicks?” Then there was some story about Hillary Clinton flying to some country because she’s secretary of state. Why do we keep talking about these dumdums? We are a society that constantly celebrates no one but women and it must stop! I want to hear what the men of the world have been up to. What fun new guns have they invented? What are they raping these days? What’s Michael Bay’s next film going to be?


When I first set out to ruin SNL, I didn’t think anyone would notice, but I persevered because—like you trying to do a nine-piece jigsaw puzzle—it was a labor of love.


I’m not one to toot my own horn, but I feel safe with you, jerkstore, so I’ll say it. Everything you ever hated on SNL was by me, and anything you ever liked was by someone else who did it against my will.


Sincerely,
     Tina Fey


P.S. You know who does have a funny bone in her body? Your mom every night for a dollar.

God, Elijah Wood is so adorable and I officially want the glasses he is wearing so I can flick em up at good looking guys and be all pervert like saying "hey beb, whatchu doing tonite". Vivid fantasies aside HEY, how are you guys? I hope you had a wonderful valentine's day, whether it be with your significant other or all by your fine self...

Sometimes I think/hope Abby and Ilana have stalked me and made a 3minute short of my life. In any case, you should really get these girls into yours. Hmmm... and by 'yours' I meant 'your life' but I suppose the word following yours could be anything ;) Anyway, if you hate fun then you probably won't like Broad City is all.

This made my day. Dude playing piano in real time to strangers on ChatRoulette because he is super bad ass. WatchWatchWatchWatchWatch!

Okay it's working...now.